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Sorority slavegirlsShe'd never heard this kind of talk before. Even though she was extremely attractive with large, pendulous tits and slim, boyish hips, the young girl always commanded respect from both her few dates and few friends. No one ever brought up the idea of sex, let alone the body organs involved. Her mother had been a very pious, very cold woman who had instilled her chilled piety into her daughter. And now… "I don't know what you're talking about," Vickie whispered in a trembling voice. How could she he like that? She certainly did know what the brunette was talking about. The young woman flashed her eyes over Jeff's body. He was wearing a tight-fitting white cotton T-shirt with matching white tennis shorts gathered in front, revealing a hefty bulge that hinted at his cock-size. Standing there, talking casually with his friend, Jeff Zimlak made Vickie breathe harder and more irregularly. His black beard, his moustache, his white teeth, those thick-muscled arms and legs – everything about him made the blonde teenager hotter by the second. "Sure you do," Shari said in a confidential whisper. "I can get him over here if you want." "Don't, don't you…" But it was too late ...» |
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